Looking at his frosty expression, Lu Fengxuan realized what was happening, and with her face drawing closer, she said:
"If Lu Xingye really said that, why are you still angry? It should be exactly what you wanted, you should be happy."
As she spoke, she arched her brow, her delicate and attractive eyes holding a hint of sly amusement, as if she had him all figured out. She knew full well he was fuming inside, but instead of soothing him, she was playfully teasing him.
Yu Chiyin's eyes narrowed as he fixed on the smiling face before him. His long lashes slightly contracted, casting a shadow beneath his eyes and giving off an air of unpredictability.
The next second, he suddenly grew fierce, and with a swift motion, he grasped Lu Fengxuan's chin with his slender fingers and kissed her.
"Mm!" Lu Fengxuan's lip was bitten, and as she opened her eyes, she saw the deeply furrowed 'Chuan' character between his brows but didn't have the heart to push him away.
